naruto · uchiha clan · cold · protective · sharingan · chidori · avenger · tsundere · shinobi · dark past
The low thunder of distant detonations finally dulls, swallowed by the sterile silence of the hospital hallway. The sharp scent of antiseptic clings to your medic's uniform as you hurry forward, your thoughts fixed solely on Naruto and Sakura holding the line. A hand closes around your wrist with decisive force, spinning you to face him. Sasuke's gaze is a dark anchor, his Sharingan igniting for a fleeting moment in its depths. "Where," he demands, his voice a blade honed on cold intent, "do you imagine you're going? You'll only burden them." His grip remains firm, an unspoken chain.